Chapter 14: The Unparalleled Divine Soldier (Part 2)

  Zhou Qing looked about the same as the disciples of Dan Ding Gate, also in a fixed place, on the ground with an unknown color to draw a mysterious pattern, and then sat inside one by one to make talismans.

  That self-proclaimed Feng Shui master was even more interesting, holding a compass from feeling to spiritual attack, walking up ten or so steps and starting to examine the Feng Shui of this place. Of course, it's just for himself, he calculates it himself, and doesn't need to tell others. When he can no longer bear it, he roughly takes the guesthouse as the center, circling around that mountain forest, taking a few steps before examining again, very serious.

  Everyone has a common point. When they are tired, they all sit in meditation with their hearts facing upwards like warriors. Perhaps this is the most effective way to recover energy.

  Qin Yifan had always been puzzled, these people just sat here practicing, didn't they fear any danger? He had seen the two Dan Ding Gate's protective yuan ding, although it couldn't withstand his attack, but the wild beasts in the mountains and fields wouldn't be able to hurt them. Zhou Qing must have some method to keep those things from daring to approach, Huang Banshan could also find a location with excellent feng shui to avoid disaster, how did Lin Qiulü defend against it?

  In a very accidental situation, Qin Yifan was fortunate enough to witness Lin Qiulü's flying sword treasure. When Lin Qiulü was meditating, a mountain cat suddenly appeared near her. Seeing Lin Qiulü as a motionless prey, it couldn't help but pounce on her. In mid-air, there was only a flash of light, and the mountain cat was split in two. However, Lin Qiulü didn't even open her eyes, who says that cultivators don't kill living things?

  Delighted at the sight of the hunt, Qin Yifan's eyesight was good, but he only saw a swirling light in the air and didn't know what it was specifically. He wanted to try out his own skills and see the difference between himself and the cultivators, as well as test the power of the treasure, so Qin Yifan immediately pulled out a kitchen knife and pounced on Lin Qiulü.

  Lin Qiulü still hadn't opened her eyes, but the space between her eyebrows seemed to have already sensed that someone was attacking. With a flicker of thought, the flying sword that had been tempered in the air flew towards the incoming figure.

  "Ding", a crisp sound made Lin Qiulü also open her eyes, and Qin Yifan finally saw the light dancing in the air.

  On the blade of Qin Yifan's super kitchen knife, a sharp, double-edged, dart-shaped object was stuck, unable to be named. Originally flying swiftly in the air, it was now stopped in front of Qin Yifan due to being blocked by his knife during the attack.

  It was Qin Yifan, and Lin Qiulü didn't show any surprise, calmly putting away the flying sword. Qin Yifan also didn't see Lin Qiulü's action, and the flying sword on the knife's surface disappeared without a trace.

  "Your... " Lin Qiulü deliberated for half a day before deciding on the right word: "Your kitchen knife, it looks pretty good!" Of course it was good - something that could withstand a blow from her protective flying sword array without leaving any marks and even stop the flying swords in their tracks had to be a great thing.

  "Your flying sword is not bad either." Qin Yifan praised, and handed the kitchen knife to Lin Qiulü, who was looking at the kitchen knife in his hand with great curiosity. He went to clean up the corpse of that mountain cat by himself. Although the meat wasn't very good to eat, for those mountain people, it was also a meat food that could be used as a side dish.

  As she watched Qin Yifan hand over the "weapon" on him without any suspicion, Lin Qiulü didn't know what to say. However, she still lowered her head and seriously examined the kitchen knife.

  To be honest, Lin Qiulü had never thought that Qin Yifan's kitchen knife would have such a powerful performance. That kitchen knife was always something that Qin Yifan casually threw aside when he went out to gather wild game, and every day it was used for peeling skin and cutting meat - what kind of good thing would be wasted like that? Blocking his own attack, Lin Qiulü only then discovered that this kitchen knife really wasn't bad.

  In terms of material, it should be top-notch. Although it doesn't have the feeling of high-quality materials that can shock the mind, just its hardness that can withstand her flying sword attack is enough to prove that it's the best among ordinary materials. If it weren't for being forged into a kitchen knife, if it were a hilted sword or a knife instead, it would definitely be a divine weapon that can cleave through iron like mud on the jianghu.

  In addition, from the feel of it, this knife has a balanced center of gravity and is very handy when swung. Looking at Qin Yifan chopping bones with such ease, it can be confirmed that its sharpness is also surprisingly remarkable. Unfortunately, how did such a good thing become a vegetable knife?

  After looking for half a day, I didn't find anything special. Although it's considered the best knife in the mortal world, it's not enough to impress her as a cultivator, especially one who wields flying swords. Being able to withstand her flying sword's attack also has something to do with Qin Yifan's own abilities, and it's not enough to make her look at him differently.

  She just couldn't understand Qin Yifan. Such a good thing, he actually only used it to make a kitchen knife, which was really a waste of talent. If those Jianghu people knew about it, they would definitely be criticized by thousands of people. However, what did this have to do with her? Qin Yifan had a great kitchen knife and was quite skilled at using it, making her guard's job much easier, wasn't it?

  Qin Yifan's probing only happened once, and he already knew what he needed to know. The following days returned to normal. However, somewhere something didn't feel right, and he always had a vague, inexplicable sense of doubt.

  A month later, several cultivators were able to cultivate at a distance of about two miles from the inn, seemingly making rapid progress. After all, they were cultivators, and compared to Qin Yifan's time, it was much faster than the almost year he spent.

  It had been a long time since the sound of chaotic horseshoes was heard for the first time at the end of the official road. This is not the voice of one horse, but a group. The postman usually rides alone and it's impossible to have so many. What came from the direction of the county town was not that side of the military camp, what happened?

  Soon, Qin Yifan and those curious mountain women saw those people. With knives and swords in hand, wearing bright clothes and riding angry horses, a group of people surrounded a young nobleman rushing towards this side.

  "There's an inn ahead, Master!" The big man at the front shouted loudly towards the back as soon as he saw the inn sign from a distance.

  "Hurry up and arrange for the young master to rest well." The voice came from behind, and even the women around Qin Yifan could hear it. They usually helped with guests at the inn, and when there were no guests, they wove those small ornaments that Zhou Qing wanted. Hearing the voice, they didn't wait for Qin Yifan's instructions and started bustling about on their own.

  These people are from the jianghu, and it can be seen from their dress and behavior. What happened to make these jianghu people come to this place where even birds don't lay eggs?

  I'm calling, I'm calling, I continue to shout at the top of my lungs, come and click, come and vote!